1. The Watcher

A void of sludgy nothingness awaits A dried up strand of mermaid's hair trailing like a triumphant banner Caked in a shroud of dirt and plague and grime Feeding on broken hopes and shattered dreams

and

Boring me Watching it Ignoring me Watching it

but

Its whispering melody of catcalls and jeering Penetrating my skull with a fist of icy hellfire Bubbles emerging, raising their heads tentatively above the surface Popping with a shout of relief and of escape

and

Taunting me Watching it Haunting me Watching it

but

A silent still, foreshadowing nothing more to come Just a spiralling eternal abyss And a vast expanse of dull grey water Slicing an infected gash into the skin of the city